Some people found it easy to just throw in the towel. To give up and never give things a second glance. As Svetlana sat on the edge of her bed crippled by heartbreak, she stared down to the red piece of jewelry that Zephyr had granted her; it was a way for him to always know she was safe. What was the point? She thought silently, unable to move from where she sat, only shedding one tear after the next. After living her entire life on the run, Zephyr became the closest thing to normal she'd ever gotten; he kept her sane, and balanced. But now? She just didn't have it in her to acknowledge that he'd left her, yet again.  This time the heartbreak had turned into utter rage though, pure hatred. Fool her once, shame on you.. but twice? She'd been in this shame spiral all evening, and she knew she was coming undone. There had to be somewhere she could go.. some place she could find some solace. After forming a pill habit, she didn't assume things could get much worse than that.

Thinking of what she would even do with herself now that there was no him completely terrified her. He had been the very one to make her push forward all this time, helping her understand that she was worth more than just giving up what she had built for herself, to be the very one who had given up on her himself though, was just something she never saw coming. Life had a way of knocking Svetlana ten feet backwards every time she got a little comfortable with living. Maybe she was better off dead. The rogues hadn't succeeded in that yet, but she didn't have any fight left in her. This time he had broken her down .. what was left of her anyways. She'd been broken when he met her, and took no time in mending the pieces back together.. only to shatter her completely it seemed.

Swallowing harshly, the Nephilim stood shakily. After washing away the tears and stained makeup in a steaming how shower, Svetlana got dressed and put the red crystal that linked her to Zephyr in her safe. She didn't need him to know she was safe anymore. He didn't seem to care anyhow. She wasn't sure how she'd let go this time, she didn't want to.. she shouldn't have to. Shaking her head, still crying, the Nephilim departed her and Zeph's apartment, she didn't wanna be there.. to many memories. Walking into a bar about twenty minutes after speeding away on her Ducati, Svet glanced around; her eyes swollen from all the tears she had spilled, and her features as broken as her heart. Taking a seat at the bar, the Nephilim looked around, spotting no one familiar, or no one that seemed dangerous she ordered her first round.

Shot after shot, she was finally numb. Numb enough to smile for the first time tonight. A masculine male sat down next to her, sliding her a drink along with his number written on a napkin "You shouldn't cry. You're way too beautiful". Svetlana didn't mean to, but she broke out into laugter, to the point of not being able to breathe. "Sorry sorry.. you just have no idea" she stated, shaking her head before breathing out harshly and gulping down the drink he passed her. After standing, she staggered into his lap, he happily opened his arms like the hungry peasant he was. Svetlana still had enough sense about her to know she needed to leave. Staggering her way out of the bar, she hit her knees, placing her palms against her knee caps, letting her head droop as she sobbed a little more.

"Ive survived so much worse, why does it hurt so much..." she asked herself, in the form of a whisper. After a few passerby's offered her some help though, she once more stood, and began staggering her way down the street. It'd been quite some time since she got herself drunk as it took more due to her supernatural status; but she'd never been this drunk in her life. As she made her way down an alley-way, Svet's senses were out the window; trashed. But, she certainly wasn't tripping when she felt someone yank her out of the alley and into the road. "What the hell?!" she shouted, coming face to face with someone she'd never seen before. Shoving against his chest, the Nephilim's eyes raged their bright purple before she readied herself to do what she needed to, she figured he was another rogue who had found her.

"As much as i'd like to just end my misery, It won't be like this!" she shouted at him angrily, oblivious that he had only just saved her from someone lurking behind her in that alley.

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The word the oldest nivies never knew he could have in his life. From unknowing what he really was then being ordered to leave by his own mother finally telling him who he really is. A Pheniox, calling him an abomination to this earth could live to get any better for him? That was not untold he found out he had siblings who were just like him abominations to their mother's eyes who looked for him and never stopped. Andrew has had many surprises and secrets being kept away from him. He could not even tell what is a secret from the truth. Looking back at his past how he handled things with his young siblings he wishes to do it all over. Andrew was not fast enough to even protect his own little brother and sister from death. From red pheniox to blue he could've changed things but looking back it was all to take out his sister.  He will always live with that regret until he true die again. Now they moved here, things will be better and safer. That's all the oldest wishes knowing if they need him he will be there faster then a snap but they all need time to talk and he still needs to get to know both of them. 

 Andrew does not know if he could make a single attachment with anyone among his family. Trust is valuable to the older nivies. It will be hard for him to handle there are good people who are not the people and his parents mostly his mother. he is blinded by being mistreated he does not like staying in one place. Living in a city now it will be something he has to break for the sake of his siblings.

Were was Andrew now? The Nivies was walking around to look round as well as getting to know the city. It is bigger then he thought but what does that mean if it's safe or not. His cynical trait is kicking in along with looking for the pros and cons. Andrew knew if he was with one of his younger siblings they will tell him to stop and there is nothing he should be worried about. That can be true but it's a habit for him and one that will be hard to break. 

The Nivies didn't want to get into anything that has to get in the way of his time. The drew to dark knowing the streets will be alive for people who go to bars and clubs to get drunk and wasted like there is nothing they rather do in their free time that will be caught up to them later on. Andrew didn't find the attraction to drink along with getting drunk if it does not last forever and have pain later on. Things people do in the modern world he will never understand. of course, he is not one to judge a person who does not enter his life in a way of them knowing he is alive and walking. 

Putting in hands in his jacket, he passed a bar like it was something he wanted to find. He looked at the building putting a mental note to say away from this area. Andrew begins to walk as his blue hues laid on an Athletic female going into an ally away along with a dark shadow of a male he sighed wondering it had to be him. He jogged over as his hold hand holds on to the other's arm and pulled her out as the male ran away telling the nivies something would've happened to the female just now.

Andrew pulled her to the streets where people can see her as she started to speak up. Seeing the other's purple eyes along with her pushing him away from her he sighed in annoyance. "Your welcome for saving your life," he said annoyed this what happens when he tried to help a person. By the way, her eyes glowed purple told him she was supernatural like him which was a relief it was no a human. "Look I don't know what you're talking about. Sounds like you are broken and mistreated but ending your life is not the way to go." Andrew said as he pulled his arm away from the other and pulled it to his jacket pocket one again. 

Svetlana grimaced as he spoke again, this time a little more arrogantly, not that he didn't have the right to. "Oh i'm sorry, I guess I was supposed to thank you for scaring the life out of me. Why did you do that?!" she yelled at him again, giving him another shove against his chest before backing up and inhaling. After closing her eyes, Svet shook her head trying to control herself.

Through gritted teeth, the Nephilim stared daggers through him while being tempted to reach into her boot and grab the daggers she had never left home without. It's the one thing Zephyr had given her, that she'd never part with. She of course hadn't parted with the red crystal he had given her either that linked her to him, it's just that now she didn't have the heart to wear it. The daggers were a form of defense and protection, so she didn't mind having them on her.

As he spoke again, Svet began to pace, paranoia wrapping around her like an overly tight sweater.. suffocating her almost. She had the feeling that this guys intentions were to harm her. She didn't see anyone when he said he'd saved her life. So to her, the only logical explanation was that he was in on the plot to end her life. "Trust me, I never said that I wanted to END MY LIFE" she expressed in a loud, over dramtic tone. "I just don't know what you mean when you say you saved my life just now, what am I missing here?" she questioned, trying to soften her tone as well as her features.

Swallowing harshly as she realized what he'd said, the Nephilim clamed up. She was broken.. she had been mistreated. It appeared that her hero could see right through her. "What would you know about it? being broken and mistreated" she then said, droppin her head and grimacing as she stared at the ground below her.

  The women have no limit when it comes to voicing her option. He has met ungrateful people but they were never like this woman he is looking at right now. "Geez, you have a limit to what you're saying. If you were not that drunk you could see the danger that male that was in the ally is now gone was going to kill you. Next time I won't save a life." he said annoyed. "Keeping pushing me its not going to solve anything." 

His life as a pheniox was not that perfect life like most in the species would have. Andrew is used to all the looks and glares so the actions the women didn't bother him at all.  He was unsure if she knew anything she is doing will solve anything at that given moment. 

Andrew has dealt with jobs in the past as a Mercenary but he does not do that anymore. It was a job to get money in the past as it was easy to get the job down. How he lost it, will be the same he was supposed to kill her own sister but at the time he never knows that fact at when the job in his name. Andrew may never know why they wanted his baby sister dead but it was either him dying than her but sadly it ended up being all of them. "In Short, as I said, I saw you walking into the ally way, a male was at the end of the same ally when I saw him having something shiny like a knife or a gun. The moment he saw me and rushed out quickly. He is not there now but confirmed what I saw." he said knowing how people who have jobs to kill people work. He was like that he has been there. "Call Me lair Call me a Hero, either way, I saved your life." He noticed the women soften as he saw she is a lot calmed down.  

"A big deal. Throw out of your family because you were different living on the road with no stopping or staying in one place. I have a lot of blood on my hands but stopped. Who I was is unwelcome to most people but now keeping low with my family it's all I can do now." He said not going to go deep into his misfortune life. "By the way, the man was at theed of that alley looks like you were part of something and now they want you dead.  At least I got to save a person than before. Very unlucky."

Svetlana knew she'd struck a nerve with the male. And up until he finally explained why he'd snatched her away like he had, she had been pretty convinced that he was trying to harm her. But, after taking a couple deep breaths and calming herself, the Nephilim was able to listen to reason and hear him out. "Someone was following me?" she questioned, swallowing harshly at that realization. "I didn't even realize.. but " she trailed off, stopping mid sentence as "why did you help me?" she questioned curiously, frowning at him, her whole persona changing in the blink of an eye.

"I'm sorry then.." she said, embarrassed by how enraged she'd acted towards this male who had just literally saved her life. "I wish I could explain, but it would take us all night" she added, shaking her head. His next set of words, made the hairs on Svetlana's neck, stand at attention; she practically shuddered .."It has to be one of the rogues.." she said out loud, absent mindedly, but shrugging away the fact that she had just blurted that out. Grimacing as she looked to the ground, the Nephilim sighed. "I'm just so sick and tired of running. I'm not going to call you a liar, okay?" she expressed, trying to pull herself together and dry the tears before looking at him again.

"Thank you for saving my life. But now it may not even be safe for you to be out here around me.. I wish you'd just let me be" she  said once more , still full of doom, and sounding as ungrateful as she had acted the moment she started shoving him, but it's not that she wanted to die, or that she was ungrateful, she just hated dragging people into her war. This would be the story of her life, until she drew her last breath, and she'd be drawing that last breath soon if the rogues had anything to do with it. They had complete control over her now, anywhere she went, they knew ahead of time. Svet would have given anything for her freedom. She still couldn't believe that the only way they'd let her see peace, and leave the people alone that she looved, was for her to wear a device, spelled to track her. Now, not much mattered to the broken Nephilim.. she didn't have much left .. nor did she have it in her to keep running and living in the shadow.

Svet shook like a leaf, but she listened to him talk intently. She could tell he was just as broken as her, and she hated it. She hated to know anyone suffered the way she had, though everyone suffered differently, not many knew what it was like to suffer how she did, but maybe this guy knew all about it. "I'm sorry..sounds like you've had a real shitty go of things. But, if we are to continue this conversation,, can we do it some place a little safer? The person you saw trying to harm me, was likely a rogue.. I'll explain later, but since he saw you, it may have just put a target on your back" she said dreadfully.

The last thing the male had said, made her breathe heavily, but she chuckled, finding it amusing that he'd quite literally nailed her exact situation "If you only knew" she said in response, giving him a look before scanning their surroundings. "We can go to my place, or yours.. not sure which would be best, but what I do know is that we need to leave .. like yesterday" she hoped by saying yesterday, that she was driving her point home.

Andrew was not a fan of stubborn people, including people he does not know. He never meets anyone with glowing purple eyes before looks like someone is using it for defense. As the other calmed down to his liking looks like the Nivies got through to her. Andrew looking at her with a confused look, why would he not save her? “Um, Look I use to be one to kill people back in my past but I do have a soft spot to save someone who is not ready. So to answer the question, I don’t like people dying anymore.” He said coldly. He promised himself he will not let anyone get kill if he is around, killing is something he does not want to get back into. Call him a hero Andrew will tell that person he is not someone to be called a hero. What the other who ran, looked like it was planned like the knew the women were going to go into that ally for them to enter at the same time.

When he heard her way sorry Andrew smiled and then looked down. “Am sure it’s a long story to have people coming after you with a knife to kill you.” He said looking at the women. Andrew didn’t know why but he felt uncomfortable when the women knew what who attacked her. “Rouges? What were you in before a gang or something?” he asked wondering. By the looks of it the women looked very scared, it was no brainer to see how the people affected her. She should the best night to drink. “I for one would understand sick of running but you're not answering my question who are they?” he asked wonder hoping he does not need to repeat for the third time.

“Look, lady, I’ve been through worse then me being with one who is not supposed to be with. I think I can handle myself I am a man you know,” he said coldly. Something about the women made him want to protect her he has not felt this way ever since his sister. Christmas, Olso, Norway 1983, He was assigned to kill a blonde but watching her from afar he couldn't do it but watched over her and protected her. When blonde told him that she is his sister everything then to now made him look down on killing. Along with people dying, he couldn’t save his own brother and because of him with no regret to protect his sister all those years they all ended up dying. Knowing he is like the human if he is not careful he only has one more chance or he will have died for good. Andrew will never lie anyone does not care who they are from death and will not kill anyone until it needs to be done. Andrew was a Mercenary for a reason back in the day.

Andrew had a shitty life ever since he grew up, confused and then thrown out because of who he was in an Initia with no one to help him thought the cruel world of life. That happened made him stronger and who he is today. When the women said about going to a different location he put his guard up, not that he didn’t trust her but if these people were coming after her then finding a place they can’t find will be heard as he thought about a place he knew in the mountain. He didn’t want to bring his family in danger nor his life even though he is now involved. “I know a place no one knows about. It’s in the mountains not a lot of people go up there due to the weather and how the climate is.” He said not giving himself out. If the other thinks he is a Human then he will leave her to think that. If they do comes after them then he will not have any mercy to show himself. He didn’t understand what Yesterday meant or why it was important for her to speak about it but Andrew knew what she means by they can’t stay there. He leads the way of keeping his eyes on guard.

As her features softened to him; Svetlana listened to what the male had to say intently. She could tell he had came from the typpe of past that typically left emotional scars and damage on a person, which only made her frown. Her eyes no longer glowed a bright purple, as she no longer felt threatened by him. Her chocolate gaze settled on his own dark optics "You used to kill people?" she asked bluntly, wide eyed at how blunt she could be sometimes "Sorry.. that came out much faster than my brain could process" she stated, shaking her head, almost amused by her very own actions. 

"I understand what that's like.. not wanting people to die in your presence.. I guess we share that in common; ive seen my fair share of death" she expressed, grimacing slightly as she looked to the ground. Svet looked back up at him, nodding "Something like that.. It's definitely too long of a story to say it all right here.. I don't think we're safe out here right now" she admitted, before following up on his second question, which made her chuckle "I was never in a gang. Sadly this all started because of my father, and the work he was doing. They used me as bait back in the past, to lure my father in and kill him.." she admitted, and there it was.. that smell of his burning flesh causing the Nephilim to get a little choked up, and distraught. 

Svet glared at him then, as he demanded an answer, as to who they were. "It's a bunch of rogues.. deadly rogues who will have a person dead in the blink of an eye if they want.. like i said, it all started with my father, and his dedication to the Nephilim's. He wanted to keep them safe and that mattered so much to him, that he ended up getting burnt alive for it.. right in front of me, after a group of species consisting of Phoenix's, Shape Shifters, Therians, and Valkyr captured and tortured me from age 15, to age 18.. so three years .. that's how long it took them to find my father. and that's how long I endured torture of several different forms. When I watched them throw his burnt corpse at my feet, where I was chained to a stone slab, my powers activated, and I killed an entire organization of rogue species single handedly.. they reformed, and now they're here to finish what they started with me."  she explained, gritting her teeth through every spoken word. 

"Does that answer your question?" she asked, and peeled her gaze off of him. Svet hated when people demanded answers, but.. he had saved her life, she was so suck of people having to save her however, perhaps that's why it seemed she didn't have much gratitude for those who saved her. Dominic.. her best friend, he'd been through the ringers keeping her alive.. she didn't wanna see anyone else go through that.. ever again. She'd never be okay after all her and Dom had faced together. Cocking a brow, Svetlana chuckled; hearing himm say 'look here lady'. "That's pretty obvious handsome" she said in a playful manner, as he expressed in exact words 'i am a man you know'. Something about him made Svetlana feel a little light hearted, like she could laugh about some of the things he said and not be rude about it. He also had ways about him, that made her feel as though he'd be the type of person shed always have around as a friend.. someone to have her back, and someone she could be there for as well. 

The Russian Nephilim could only frown as he suggested a place in the mountain's that no one kenw about, she could tell right away he was to weary of her to take her any where near his own home, out of fear that the rogues may end up targeting him for saving her. She couldn't blame him, but it did suck that no matter who she met or where she went, Svetlana lived in the shadows. The club that she owned with Dom, was the only place she had ever knew any normality .. and for that, she could only give her gratitude to the Therian. "Fine, we'll go there.. and then ill explain more" she stated, and began walking alongside the male, as he led them into the mountains. Glancing over at him during the walk, Svet smirked "So hero, what brought you out tonight? if you hadn't came out, i'd likely be dead" she stated, wondering why she'd gotten lucky enough for this male to be where he was, when he was. 

The Nivies was not the type of person to explain himself to a stranger. Everyone has there own way of telling their story as each person is different. He saw the other's purple eyes faded as it leads him to question who she is. Andrew heard her question about him killing people, eyes her with her blue-green eyes wondering why was that important. "Yes, I used to, what does that matter?" He nodded hearing what she had to say. Looks like he broke through her a bit to process what he told her.

Andrew nodded once more hearing tey both have something in common, looks like death is a welcoming part in their life. He has seen more death then he can count thought out Europe and Scandivana. Not safe is a phrase he so used to hear. "Not being safe is like my middle name, it's not but out of everything I've been through in life it should be." Listening to the other confirmed she was not part of a gang made Andrew a little bit better but felt bad for the other hearing about her father being killed like he was a pray all along. "Am sorry to hear that. Were you close to him?" he asked wondering. Andrew was once close to his mother, he wished things ended differently maybe if he was an Initia. If he did wished that what will happen to his siblings? Would they end up as Andrew did or will they be part of the clan? 

Looks like his question deserved a glare, he is an impulsive nothing he can do about it. Listening to what she said as something inside of him stopped when they said Phenioxs. If the other killed all of them then how are some left unless they rebuild those who were not in the room. " Phoenixes? Of course, they would be part of something like that," he said with a low growl. Andrew never once heard anything good about the species he was before. All the normal they are Monsters, many other titles he wishes not to repeat. Answering the question he asked himself a sigh came from the other. For someone like the women, why does she not have someone to protect her from the group. Looks like his night got eventful he can't just leave the other alone.

"It does. It giving me a clear idea of what is going on and who the person was. We need to get out of here do one thing for me whatever you say sugar code it.  If I still remember how a group is like they could be listening right now. Be calm." Andrew cane close to the other to whisper in the other's ears. When Svetlana comment back at him being handsome he chuckled with a slight smile. " I don't think you will have a problem either since you killed them before sounds like you got everything handled. Until a safe place, I will have your back just don't worry about me I have a backstory too," he said knowing if he ever told this night to his brother or sister they would be furious with him.

Andrew had no idea about his siblings and for any risk of anyone taking them away from him he will change it. He had no reason to be rude to the women knowing this whole situation stressed her out. Andrew nodded as he leads the way to the place he mentioned before.  When the female called him Hero he laughed lightly. "Hero? That's the first for me. Well, you can say I was just walking around looking at what the city has to offer. My siblings are both younger so they can be more adaptable than I am. I never could stay in one place for too long so am trying to get myself to be like them. It will be hard for me." He said truthfully. 

Svetlana cocked a brow at him, arms folded, and her tongue poking the inside of her cheek; one of few pet peeves she had to display annoyance. "Well, it matters because if you're some kind of derranged psycho killer, then it would be nice to know first hand" she expressed, but laughed immediately after realizing how that sounded coming out of her mouth. "Sorry. I tend to not think shit through before I say it" the Russian Nephilim said in defense. Andrew didn't seem like someone who'd harm her though, so Svet would allow herself to go with the flow as far as he was concerned. 

"Trust me, I understand what it's like to live a life where you're never safe" she then said. Tears had began to pool up in her eyes once more, when the male asked if she and her father were close. "The sad part of that is.. it was the first time I had even seen my father .. the day I met him, was the day he was burnt alive in front of me.. and I" she struggled to continue over the lump of pain that had formed in her throat., "And I just wished I could have gone back in time, just to tell him he didn't do anything wrong.. he dedicated his life to the Russian military, a branch specifically to protect Nephilim's, and died a hero.. but I never even got to hug my father before he died in front of me." she explained, shedding endless tears, but unphased by the fac. 

Typically Svet didn't allow herself to cry in front of people, but when it came to her father, she simply couldn't restrain herself from the waterworks. Svet saw the look of confusion on his face after she had tried explaining that she'd killed them all. "The compound they kept me captive in, consisted of tons of them.. all different species, from shape shifters, to Therian's, to Phoenix's.. I managed to kill all but a few of them. The ones who managed to get away ended up rebuilding a new organization of rogues. This time, much faster, much smarter and much more violent." she stated, eyeing the male in front of her, her own eyes full of fear. She'd never spent a moment of her freedom without fearing for her life, and what may be around the corner waiting for her. "It sucks to live every second of every day thinking it might be your last. I just wanna do something crazy.. something fun, ya know?" she asked, hoping he'd understand. 

Svet nodded at Andrew in appreciation. It seemed like he truly did know what to do in situations like these, which only made her feel kind of sad or him. No one should be an expert on knowing how to flee danger, because that only meant a person had been in enough danger to become used to it. "Thank you for having my back.. the favor will be returned, if ever you need it" she said appreciatively. "Well, let's get there then, perhaps when we're some place safer, you can share your story with me. I can be a good listener. I always have tons to say, but sometimes it's nice to listen to others and take a break from my own traumatic life" she chuckled, but really, she needed to hear someone else's story, to feel a little less alone in a world so cold. 

As they neared the destination Andrrew had in mind, Svetlana gave a side glance, listening intently as he spoke of his siblings being more adaptable than he. "That's understandable, sometimes it takes some of us longer to get used to big changes. Did you find anything worth your time before you ran into me?" she asked, feeling slightly guilty that she had interrupted his night out in the city, while he searched for a purpose. "Sorry I ruined it for you.. maybe I can make it up to you, when things have calmed down, and when it's day light out here, and much more safer, we can walk around and finish your tour of seeing what the city has to offer. Ive not gotten to do that myself yet.. Ive only ever had one man in my life to protect me. But, he has his own life to live, so I can't depend on him to be here for everything.. even if I wish he could" she frowned, thinking about a certain Therian. 

Dominic had been the best thing in her life, and she'd never let all the things he'd done for her, go unnoticed, and truth be told, she wished she could be around him every second of every day. "But, maybe since hes not here, and you are, you could keep me company" she stated, bitting her lower lip. "So, what is this place?" Svetlana asked, as her dark optics locked on the building in front of them. "It's nice" she added, hoping like hell he had alcohol inside. 

The Nivies could not help but a chuckle on what she said but he can see why it’s important to her. “I did it for money but not saying I’m proud of what I did. The moment I was signed to kill my sister I never knew it was her at the time was the day I walked away. Use to kill people is what I will say.” he said in a different way of phrasing it. “Everyone does that some time or another. I am not blaming you really. I don’t even blame people ever in my life.” Andrew was a very cold headed person unless you get him on his bad side. As an older brother and always alone most of his life, Andrew knew how to handle things even know how to talk with people who needed to hear to relax and think clearly. 

One thing he never wanted to do is make the female update but it looks like he did when Andrew saw the tears. “Oh am sorry. I had no idea I know it’s hard to move on from family. I know how that feels, my mother was once warm and turned on me did some wan questionable things I can never forget. I heard she paste away long ago and I never knew until my younger brother told me.” Andrew said hoping to make her feel she can talk to him no matter if it’s dark. “I never once felt loved by my mother it was only my uncle who is not with us as well. You look like a very nice girl and one that does not deserve this torture and pain. He is a hero and I bet he did everything he could to remain that way.” Andrew said trying to comfort her but it’s not something he is us to give out. A man can only try.

The nivies understood what the female in front of him says and it’s something he didn’t like the sound off. He was very sad this was the reality of her she has to live with. “If you are ever in trouble and you can’t get a hold of anyone don’t be scared to call me. I might not be a killer now but it does not stop me from doing the same thing under being protective.” Andrew felt his protect brother come out unsure why since he barley knew the female but something inside of him knew something has to be said and down with what is going on.

The way he chuckled, made Svetlana's glare turn a little more icier and narrowed in on him. But, as she listened intently, the Nephilim frowned. "I can't imagine what it must have felt like to be assigned to kill your very own flesh and blood" she expressed sincerely, and while she had been through so much herself, she couldn't relate on that, and knew it had to be hard to put behind him. "Indeed. It's not like you'll allow your past to define you after all. So saying 'use to' sounds a lot better" she gave a nod, and a sincere smile. "I can sense that about you, not blaming people for anything, but you know.. that can be a downfall in life. You have to hold accountable those who have wronged you" she expressed, knowing to well what it was like to have a soft heart, and it be the very reason you get left behind, in your own past.

Frowning, with eyes full of tears, she sighed softly, shaking her head. When Andrew briefly explained his mothr, the Nephilim grabbed his hand, giving it a comforting squeeze. "I'm sorry she did tha to you Drew. Sounds like she missed out on an amazing son, because you seemingly turned out pretty great, even in spite of your past trauma" she gave a genuine smile, and bit her lower lip. Andrew's compliments did lift her spirit even if it was only a little, he had managed to relieve some of the hurt she was feeling by sauying her father had died a hero. "Thank you for saying that. I try my best to keep his memory alive, but it's been so hard. I barely got to see him, and I was captured at age 14, and held in that compound until I was 18, which as when they finally found him and drug him into the room I was chained up in, burning him alive right before my very eyes" she swallowed harshly, unable to keep eye contact.

"The smell of his flesh.. I" her voice cracked, and she'd tried her best to swallow the lump that had formed in her throat "It enabled my powers, and when tht happened, I broke free of chains that had held me prisoner for four years, killing every person in my wake, leaving countless bodies trailed behind me, all except for a few, and those few are back to finish what they started" she had a wicked glimmer in her eyes, a dark expression, one that screamed she was dangerous and unstable. The same expression she had held all those years ago, when the only craving she had, was shedding their blood.

The holidays were near, and Winter had made its harsh approach. Svetlana's eyes twinked to the sight of Christmas lights, knowing she'd never be able to celebrate because of how crippled she still was for the loss of her father. But, meeting the new people that she had, and having Dom, maybe she had finally gained enough reason to start looking forward to the holidays at least. "Thank you. Be careful though.. you're starting to sound like you care about me" the angel-child flashed a playful wink in his direction, before going into the cabin with him, appreciating the warmth that radiated from the fire place. "I will call on you next time. You seem to be a good vhoce anyways, considerin the kind of work you used to do." she added, before walking over to a cupboard full of alcohol, pulling a bottle of Rum out and pouring two glasses, before wandering back over to sit on a couch and pulling the cover on it, around her athletic frame.

"So, what do you do for work now that you've stopped contract kills?" she asked curiously before taking a sip of her drink. Svet looked to the floor and sighed. This had been one long night, and now she was stuck in this cabin with someone she may end up losing due to the fact he had protected her, and she knew if she'd lost one more soul because of her past, she'd literally break in half.

"It was a time where I thought my siblings were with our mother but they faced the same fate as I but way worst. I will never know why they wanted me to do so I guess that is for the best. " He nodded to agree, if he did kill her living the rest of his life know that along with his brother might hate him. He could see the events of the other choice which made him look down on himself. "Blaming people for your choice will always be wrong in my opinion. If you chose to do something means you are allowing the outcome for the best or the worst.  It's no one's blame but your own." Andrew said calmly, just because chosen that life does not mean he is forgiven truly. 

As the female grabbed his wrist, Andrew looked at her unsure what the reaction will be to his cold skin. Not a single person told him they were sorry about his past. "Thank you. I think she was more focused to have the perfect child in her own terms. She was never a bad person but ended up being so." Andrew watched the other female in her reactions. Something about her made Andrew think about how much she went through, someone who would understand him like others who claim to but really was saying it to make him feel better. For the other female, it was not that which made Andrew understood and connect more.  

"You don't need to thank me. It's very obvious by your story he was a hero and a man I can give my condolences to in respect." it takes a real man who loved his family more than anything to what the female's father did. If it was his sister or brother in the situation Andrew would've done the same with no question or complaints from one of them trying to stop him.  Hearing the trauma the other went thought told him the vibe he was getting is correct. "Am sorry to hear that. It's never easy to see something that traumatizing even at that age. "That will explain by they waited in the shadows. Looks like they are living in the city. You must be careful not saying you're not already but I got a bad feeling about tonight and I think it's not the last for them." Andrew said looking around. 

Christmas is a season he could never forget. Olso, Norway 1983 was the date of this assignment on his own sister.  He will never forget the sadness in Josefine's eyes the moment he saw her blue eyes looking at the Christmas tree. Andrew gained a new code that night never now to protect his little sister and now his little brother. Andrew does not allow his old self out knowing if he did no one will not dare to come near him. Being protective is in his nature and he will not back down if someone gets under his skin, it will be the line they dare to cross. it was like that for everyone he meets. Thoughts who do cross it will not see that side. Messing with his family, however, is the worst mistake. 

He chuckled knowing that is something Josefine would do. "Trust me it takes a long time for me to do that. My sister, she is kinda like you but in the way she wants me to care about her." He remembers how many times he closed her out from him. Closing the door behind them Andrew nodded. "I will never turn down to protect someone from death. It's a road no one wants to go through." Andrew would know he died and came back into who he is today. He only speaks from experience. 

He sat down relaxing before answering the other's question. "At the moment am watching over my siblings. I do plan to work but family comes first since we have lost time. If it told you how long you won't believe me." Andrew said rubbing his chin. "I have no job at the moment it will only be a matter of time before one will come and find me." 

The male before her was damaged, that much Svetlana could see. She felt like in more ways than a few, that she knew him him and could relate to him. Something about  Andrew lifted her spirits. He spoke calmly, but bluntly, and she supposed that's what kind of conversation she needed. "I'm sorry Drew, I can't imagine how it must still effect you knowing you could have been the very person to end your very own sisters life. But, she's with you now, and that's all that matters.. that you're all three safe"  Svet smiled faintly. She couldn't relate where it came to the love of a sibling, because she didn't have any family, and the only one she ever knew, which was her father, had died a very gruesome death in front of her.

It was hard for Svetlana to place any attachments on people, but Andrew was growing on her, and she damn sure couldn't stop thinking about Thaddeus even if she tried. "It's always easier to blame a tragic lifestyle on others, but I agree. If we don't blame ourselves, we will never grow from the mistakes we make and we'll never learn to do better" while Svetlana hadn't made the decisions to bring the life she lived upon herself, she had taken full responsibility of the choices she made here and now.

A shiver coursed Svetlana's spine when she grabbed Andrew's wrist, her eyes widening at how cold his skin actually was. She couldn't help but look at him in confusion "Is the cold part of what you are?" she asked, not knowing much about his species. Svetlana smiled as he thanked her, "No need, I say it like I see it. It's hard being the perfect child i'd imagine" she shrugged, she had been the only child ever, so she didn't need what it meant to have siblings, where one was singled out among the rest of them. But, in so many other ways, she connected to Andrew, and understood him while the rest of the world probably didn't.

Svet frowned when Andrew mentioned her father, she appreciated his condolonces and respect towards her father though. "I just wish he hadn't given his last breath to be a protector of sorts. I wish I could have saved him. Watching him die, activated my Nephilim side.. why didn't it activate during the four years that those bastards tortured me and held me hostage to lure him in?" she asked, knowing Andrew wouldn't have the answer, but it felt better to ask it out loud than to keep it bottled up until she snapped.

She could see a little bit of doubt and fear in Andrew's eyes when he said he feared that this wasn't the last of the rogues who hunted Svetlana. "I know you're right. I am always waiting for them to pop around the corner and end my life ... I just don't want anything to happen to anyone else because of me" she stated, giving a subtle hint hat she wouldn't want not even Andrew to be crossed up in this mess with her and the rogues. Svet grinned when he said his sister reminded him of Svetlana. "I hope that's a good thing" she quipped, and took a large swig out of the glass she filled to the rim with alcohol. Svet never could turn down a good bottle of whiskey. It always dulled the pain of her reality, and with the way she felt tonight, as if somehting bad was out there waiting for her and Andrew, she figured a little alcohol to help calm her nerves, wouldn't hurt.

"Try me" she smirked, when he said that she wouldn't have believed him if he had told her how long. Svet smiled ffaintly when he spoke of not having  a job, "I'm sure you'll have one in no time. I mean, we could always use more security at Sinister Sounds. The club I co-own with my best friend, Dominic" she expressed, smiling as the Therian's face ran through her mind. She missed Dom to no ends, and it was beginning to drive the Nephilim a little crazy wondering when they would get back on track. She had hurt him the last time they'd been together, and not even by her own choice. But now she couldn't help but wonder if he was maybe just taking a break from Svet's crazy and hectic world.

"So Andrew, whats some of your hobbies now?" she asked, figuring he had changed his life around quite drastically, since he didn't do the whole contract killing anymore. It as immediately after that, that she'd heard a loud thud just outside the window, which made her jolt from the spot she sat in. "Something's out there.. do you think they've followed us?" the Nephilim asked, ready to fight if she needed to. She wouldn't allow one more person to get hurt on her behalf.


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